Fuck she was stubborn, and to think I wanted to get in her pants before. God, that was a long fucking time ago. Funny how things change. Now, I wanted nothing to do with her. I found her to be the most annoying person on the planet, more so than Reaper and all his fucking rules.
Yet, she was here and I still didn’t know why.
“Look, I’m not letting you go off to get yourself killed. Not when I can help.”
Fucking stubborn woman!
Ignoring my better judgment, I said nothing more as I pulled out of the parking lot. If she wanted to get, herself killed helping me, who was I to stop her.
I didn’t bother to look back as the clubhouse faded off into the distance. I wasn’t coming back until I had his blood on my hands.
Life had changed.
Nothing was ever going to be the same.
I was going to make sure of that.